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Our family of 6 (dad Adam, mom Sherry, big sister Abby and little brothers Isaac and Brady -- who was born on December 14, 2010) joined the ranks of pediatric cancer fighters when our 4-year old son Logan was diagnosed with a dangerous and highly malignant form of brain cancer in mid-August 2010. Logan's cancer journey began abruptly on Sunday, August 15, when his right eye suddenly turned inward during dinner. Twenty-four hours later, we were checking into Children's Hospital Oakland and finding out that life sometimes takes you places you'd never, ever imagine yourself going.

Monday, November 8, 2010

Sunday Afternoon 10/3/10

Today is emotional. I haven't felt much like crying for several days, but there's something about this afternoon that's just pleading for tears. Maybe it's the clouds over Oakland. Maybe it's the two races that were run today which featured people I know well: A 5K for the Childhood Brain Tumor Foundation and the Twin Cities Marathon; maybe it's my family who ran for Logan and Lo who ran for her sister Bobbi -- one honoree still fighting a cancer battle and another who's moved on from this earth too soon. Maybe it's the exhaustion or the regret or the frustration over uncontrollable details or the uncertainty. I can't put my finger on it, but it's something.

Logan finished his second round overnight and is in the process of clearing the Methotrexate, which will take several days. Right now he's sleeping to the sounds of Tiny Toons on DVD, and I'm watching him from my window seat perch feeling a little bit heartbroken over such a loss of innocence -- both his AND mine.

And that's my Sunday afternoon.

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